Climbing the mountain,
a steep path full of sensations,
each level conquered
is a small victory -
satisfying,
I run faster
to reach the summit,
an invisible wind
is pushing me forward –
helpless, I stumble,
happy, excited,
expecting the wonder above…
the joy, the ultimate pleasure,
known yet new and different
every time
is waiting, drawing closer…
I reach the peak, breathless –
one more push
to jump into the cool foam…
flying, falling out of myself,
feeling every nerve inside
as I plunge into the vast void
all thoughts cease
at the edge of the razorblade
where pain and bliss meet,
for an instant I see myself,
before the great heart
takes me with one loud beat,
swallows all sound all colour…
blind, deaf and dumb
I fall deeper
to the centre of joy
where the giant wave breaks
inside me,
sweeping me back
up to its smiling face
and my voyage ends, finally,
I lie exhausted, exposed, happy…

Sybille (Sydney) Krivenko GISC2052924 2007